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"Ladies and gentlemen, I will announce that tonight's performance has officially begun, and we will invite our Mask Magician!"

After a few playful words that incited the atmosphere on the scene, host Lao Zhao announced the beginning of the performance. The lights in the audience suddenly changed, fireworks were blooming everywhere, the band drums rumbling, and the stage quickly filled with thick white fog, and the stage curtain merged silently.

Everyone immediately turned their attention to the stage, waiting for the wonderful appearance of the Mask Magician.

"Ba!", "Ba!", "Ba!"

Several crisp electronic sounds continued, and the projection headlights above the performance hall were lit up, and other lights quickly went out, and the whole audience immediately became quiet.

The curtain of the stage slowly opened, but to all the audience's surprise, the stage was not even a figure except for the thick white fog that was knee-high.

Which one is singing? Just when the audience was confused, a clear and melodious song suddenly rang out in the audience.

"You fell from the sky and landed on my horse's back. Your eyes were as clear as jade, and a faint smile made my heart hot..."

The singing came from the all-round sound in the performance hall. Just as many viewers were looking around and looking for the singer's position, the light beam projected from the air suddenly turned and shone on a seat below the stage.

People were surprised to find a tall young man standing there. He was wearing a black evening dress and a half-covered mask on his face, holding up a microphone and singing affectionately!

"It's the mask magician, it's him!"

"Wow, it turns out that the Mask Magician's singing skills are so good, it just sounds much better than Tu Hong!"

"He is a mask magician? Why do I feel that the singing is very familiar, like a resident singer of Fuhuang?"

"Why are you singing? When will the magic show start?"

Amid the whispers, Li Qiang's singing continued, and with the melody of the song, it gradually changed from melodious to high-pitched.

"You are in the middle of thousands of people, feeling the glory... Just wait until the dark night to dream of the girl you once loved."

Just as the song came to an end for a while, Li Qiang handed his microphone to his left hand, and his right arm suddenly waved his hand. Amid the screams of exclamation, a bouquet of colorful flowers had already appeared in his hand!

Seeing that the bouquet was delivered to her, Xie Jing was nervous and shy, and her pink face suddenly turned red and she reached out to catch it in panic.

Li Qiang smiled at her knowingly, turned around and walked quickly to the wider audience, and the singing continued to sing. Every time he went, he would magically create a bouquet of flowers and give it to the ladies around him.

No one knows where these bouquets came from, but the audience who received the bouquets were soon surprised to find that this exquisitely crafted artificial flowers have a folding function. If they are restored to a folded form, they can become as big as a fist.

As we all know, magic is a trick, not a magic that can be created out of nothing, so the audience who found this detail felt more interesting. The bouquets were also regarded as interesting things by them. Some people shared with friends, and some simply put them away and planned to take them away.

After singing the song, although this little magic is not high-end and has nothing new, it is still popular with Li Qiang's perfect audacious singing and good interaction with the audience.

In a corner of the audience, Zhou Daiyong threw a peanut into his mouth and muttered disdainfully: "He has no choice but to have such skills."

A little brother beside him whispered: "Brother Yong, the light is not strong enough, and the shooting effect is very poor."

Because it was a magic show, Fuhuang repeatedly stated that he would not allow photography and video recording on the spot. However, whose mobile phones do not have the function of taking photos and videos these days, so this kind of thing cannot be completely eliminated. Fuhuang can only control more professional DV cameras, DC digital cameras and other devices that do not appear. For audiences like Zhou Daiyong and others who use 41 million pixel mobile phones to shoot, Fuhuang has to turn a blind eye.

However, no matter how high the pixels of the mobile phone are, they cannot be compared with professional equipment. The light at the scene changes greatly, so the shooting effect is really terrible.

"Whatever you shoot is like," Zhou Daiyong said indifferently: "I can change this kind of three-legged cat magic after practicing it, and Feng Kun doesn't care about it when he shoots it."

While talking, several staff members quickly came on stage, but they didn't even put down the curtain. In front of the audience, they arranged the props to use for the next magic trick.

"Xiao Jing." Taking advantage of this time, An Ruosu whispered to Xie Jing: "Why is this guy who invites you? Why don't you tell me in advance?"

"Tell you in advance, will you come again?" Xie Jing raised her chin and said half-jokingly and half-seriously: "I just want you to see that Li Qiang is not the kind of pervert you think, you all underestimate him!"

"Uh..." Xiao Yi interrupted from the side: "Xiao Jing, do you know that he broke into our dormitory?"

Fang Nan shouted and immediately shouted: "What? The drunk thief who came to your dormitory to act like a hooligan is Li Qiang?"

Li Hongyun quickly patted him and whispered to him: "What are you trying to scare me? You will die if you whisper softly!"

Fang Nan shut up immediately, and An Ruosu said with some amusement and crying: "Xiaojing, what does he do? Is it true? It seems that there is no direct relationship between being a pervert or not?"

"Why didn't it?" Xie Jing curled her lips: "Please use your brain, okay? With his image and ability, will you really want to be a hooligan and lack a woman? Is it necessary to touch your dormitory in the middle of the night to cause trouble?"

Fang Nan glanced at Li Qiang standing in a corner of the stage and nodded repeatedly: "It seems that the analysis is reasonable."

An Ruosu and others were speechless, but they didn't want to admit that they had wronged Li Qiang at that time, and they were a little embarrassed.

The atmosphere was a little awkward for a moment. Fang Nan was still smart. He knew that An Ruosu and the others were all little women who were used to being spoiled and needed a step, so he deliberately joked: "That may not be possible. Maybe Li Qiang has such a special hobby?"

"Puff." Xiao Yi laughed on the spot.

"You only have the hobby of being a hooligan!" Xie Jing said angrily in a angrily way.

After being interrupted by Fang Nan, the atmosphere suddenly eased. An Ruosu was more responsible and said cheerfully: "Maybe Xiaojing is right. That matter may indeed be a misunderstanding. Let's talk to Li Qiang. If it is really wronged, I'll apologize to him."

Xiao Yi, Li Hongyun and Song Rongrong nodded and said yes. In fact, the three of them felt guilty. Look at Li Qiang, a sunny and handsome guy, who is very particular about doing things and is versatile. How could he be involved in thieves and hooligans? In order to vent his anger, he insisted that he was stealing things and acting like a hooligan, but he was really sorry for him and cheating people!

After the attitude was reached, the atmosphere returned to harmony. At this time, the props on the stage were already ready, and Li Qiang was inviting the audience to go on stage to verify!

“That’s really a Yamaha motorcycle shipping box?”

"Damn, the spear gun is real and fake, it's a cold light!"

"What plane is the magician going to do? Isn't it a real game this time, right?"

"I can tell that this kid really has a tendency to self-harm. He used a machete to slash his arm last night and played this again today. It's really exciting for your sister!"

Amid the sensation, there were audiences who did not believe in evil on the stage to check the magic props. Fang Nan was looking at him and saw the host wave to him, he immediately stood up happily and walked towards the stage.

When I went upstairs, I saw that the motorcycle's consignment box had been erected in the center. The box plate in front was open. The space inside could just accommodate an adult man standing and looking around the box. It seemed that there was no place where I had touched my hands and feet. It was an ordinary wooden box.

He walked aside and took a closer look at the spear gun. It was indeed the kind of spear gun that hunted sharks. If the distance was close, even the adult's arms could be shot through.

Just as he and several audiences were evaluating the spear on the stage, there was a sudden commotion. It turned out that Li Qiang had already walked off the stage. A young man in a white dress was holding a hemp rope as thick as a finger and tying it around Li Qiang.

The two of them were not walking fast. While walking, the young man in white also invited the audience around him to help tie one or two buttons and pull the rope tightly. Soon Li Qiang was tied up, as if he was being criticized.

The audience's attention was completely attracted. After the rope was used up, the Mask Magician's assistant seemed to be still a little impressed, and actually took out a string of bright things.
Chapter completed!